Lyrics:
shit, high sign to the lotus
Been the Don like the POTUS
Y'all been acting too bold, grab you children by the nose
I'm supplying all the rope, wanna hang
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
when it's dirty still a hoe pulla
She wanna fuck my car im a go getta
Don't treat her like a star i'm a go-rilla
(Project Pat)
? like Alaska, make these
I'm from the bottom of the bottom, check your sources, baby
I'm a war baby, but I can't divorce the paper
I'm a hood nigga that turned rich so I
gonna listen
Imma be rich as fuck by the time my son comes
Im high as fuck and I shine bright just like the sun
Im winning this race and i dont even have
i'ma sho split it
(Project Pat) in Hollywood at the stop sign
Watchin out for one time
Clean on them things
Niggas hate cause I'm bout mine
I'm on that
I been though some bullshit over Some bullshit over some bullshit id Be rich
All a nigga know is the projects
All a nigga ever had was the pirex
I
Imagine I was broke right now
Saying damn, where my friends go
Catburglar style
I'm coming through your window
Bitch I'm so focused, nigga I'm so
choppin' it first
Basically when I ride-by, I'm hurtin' them worse
So now boo, what you gonna do?
You see how quick I got you
That's how quick I will drop
and shoot many Glocks
A marijuana addict, if niggas want static
They had it, 'cause I flip just like a acrobatic
I'm always on the corners rollin' up Sess
and shoot many Glocks
A marijuana addict, if niggas want static
They had it, 'cause I flip just like a acrobatic
I'm always on the corners rollin' up Sess
still hot 'cause I came
I'ma forest fire ain't nobody stoppin' my flame
Can't nobody stop me from stockin' my change
(repeat)
[Paul Wall]
I'm
rich bitch juice, hey
(Uh, uh) rich bitch juice, rich bitch juice
Some people say I look very sad
I'm just having my resting bitch face
‘Cause man, I'm
and pat myself on the back (for doing good)
I don't need nobody else
I'm gon' do it by myself
Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts (it's all
and pat myself on the back (for doing good)
I don't need nobody else
I'm gon' do it by myself
Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts (it's all
live forever (live forever)
This for hoes that's fuckin' rich niggas, you get a Rollie too
'Cause if I'm up, bitch, we gon' shine together
I do this
them ghetto and sober bitches in 'burban districts
I'm movin on passin' chumps, and very thoroughly promoted by God's Son
And this is the military turn
potent shit I'm ready to roll it
[Hook]
[Project Pat]
You know naturally I'm high
Down in Memphis we smokin on dat light
Dats goin keep you melo
Bud
[J-Zone]
Mr. President congratulations on inauguration
I'm here with advice to run a nation
To satisfy the rich and be up for re-election
So i
it)
Chicago shit, Chicago nigga
Fuckin' with a Philadelphia bitch
Yeah, I'm super rich, I could pay your rent, Rollie doesn't tick
Chopper with
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
that)
On the way to your projects (know it), I'll keep you posted (ayy)
Ten thousand bands for you (ten), I heard you cozy (yeah, let's get it)
I'm
they say man why you tripping
I'm not tripping cuz sides they always switching
From orange tips to smith and wessons
Trust nobody cuz I know that i'll
that I'm letting myself down there is not a day that goes by that. I don't feel like I've let myself down in the way that I have music. So little in my
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